An Erotic Symphony

"Eat up," Buckeye said bluntly, plopping hayburgers onto the table.

Psychotic Symphony picked hers up and bit into half of it with no effort. Letting out a cute burp, she giggled, "Oopsies."

"You're so beautiful," Crazy Orange purred, eyeing the chunky, pink mare. He sank his teeth into his hayburger and swallowed a bite.

Psychotic Symphony put her plate in the white porcelain sink and brushed her quickly flagging tail against his increasingly tight pants. She ran out the door to her car, the smell of lust still fresh in Crazy Orange's nostrils.

The orange stallion left the table and followed the aroma of his marefriend outside. He opened the rear driver's side door and couldn't believe his eyes: sitting there, open-legged, was Psychotic Symphony. She gently ran her left hoof down his trunk and grabbed a tuft of bright orange hair with her right hand, pulling him into the back of her car. His boner threatened to split his jeans. She nickered in pleasure as his teeth grazed her neck. His warm, soft, wet tongue dragged slowly down her body and teased her already dripping pussy.

"Mmmmmnh, Daddy..." Psychotic moaned softly, running her fingers through his hair. She was already in paradise.